Susan Boyle, YouTube Sensation

When a friend sat me down to watch the now-famous clip of Susan Boyle on YouTube (appearing on a British television talent show), I didn’t know what to expect. Of course, most people have heard about it by now because the clip went ‘viral’ and has become among the most watched video clips in the world. Another friend later sent a clip of Boyle’s heroine, Elaine Paige, singing the same song, “I Dreamed a Dream,” from the 1980s’ Broadway musical, Les Miserables, based on the novel by Victor Hugo. I hesitate to venture my thoughts on the video hit as a cultural barometer, however, it has spread so far and wide that it’s hard to deny it suggests a common bond among Westerners. I think the clip succeeds due to the contrast of an admittedly ordinary woman who possesses a lovely voice, the reactions of the judges and audience, which heightened the sense that Susan Boyle overcame their prejudices, and the particular selection of music, a melodic elegy for what might have been, which resonated from a person who seemed matched to the material.

But I think that the clip caught on fundamentally because people want to see a talented person in action. The culture’s not completely jaded. Not everyone is infected with nihilism. People may laugh at cynical shows such as South Park, The Simpsons, and sniveling nightly diatribes by Stephen Colbert, Bill O’Reilly, Keith Olbermann, Jon Stewart and Bill Maher (who can be funny, though not much anymore), but they don’t rush to spread sneers. People, judging by the overwhelming response to what was a memorable moment on television, apparently still seek to spread the sight of something good.

The Soloist


This week offers a choice of opening movies starring two top actors: Iron Man co-stars Terrence Howard and Robert Downey, Jr., both of whom are among Hollywood’s best actors. Howard stars with Channing Tatum (Coach Carter, Stop-Loss) in Fighting, a fighter-themed picture which I was supposed to see (unfortunately, I was unable to attend the screening). Mr. Downey stars with Jamie Foxx (Ray) in the true life-based The Soloist, a heart-wrenching drama which has been advertised for some time. I still want to see Fighting, but, unless you’re a diehard Downey fan, I do not recommend seeing The Soloist. Here’s my review.

Pittsburgh, Television, and an Update

Blogger Aaron West’s first blog post is an excellent tribute to an historic city of capitalism, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, where the businessman once thrived. The post is a desperately needed reminder about what makes America great. Once a bustling boomtown, Pittsburgh is no longer at the center of American industry. But the metropolis evokes the best of our nation’s Industrial Revolution. Built into the rolling, green hills of western Pennsylvania, Pittsburgh rises as a triangle of skyscrapers at the intersection of two rivers, which merge to become one, wide river, the Ohio, which flows into the West. Aaron’s post, citing industrialists Andrew Carnegie, John D. Rockefeller, and J.P. Morgan, pulls an excerpt from a book published in 1907, which captures the spirit of Pittsburgh: “Without a single exception, the steel kings and coal barons of to-day were the barefooted boys of yesterday. In this respect no other city is as genuinely republican, as thoroughly American, as Pittsburgh.”

Another byproduct of Pittsburgh capitalism, Carnegie Mellon University (CMU), bearing the names of Andrew Carnegie and banker Andrew Mellon, recently sponsored a thoughtful discussion about making money in arts and entertainment, “The Future Business Model of Television” (Pittsburgh is also the site of the world’s first broadcasting station, KDKA). The event was hosted by Heinz College’s Master of Entertainment Industry Management program in Hollywood and included NBC Universal’s Chief Marketing Officer John Miller, Fox’s Marcy Ross, William Morris Agency’s Steven Selikoff, head of the Academy of Television Arts & Sciences John Shaffner, and producer and former Warner Bros.’ executive vice-president for production, Judith Zaylor.

The event, held at the Warner Bros. studio in Burbank, California, was moderated by Wayne Friedman. Miller recalled that, when Dallas aired on CBS, everyone freaked when they learned that Larry Hagman, who played the male lead, earned $ 50,000 per episode, and he observed that the government might invoke national security and take over local television programming, which is struggling. Zaylor explained how the Sarbanes-Oxley law, which imposes regulations on business, has seriously damaged the ability to produce TV content and everyone talked about the success of Fox’s American Idol, studio cost-cutting and so-called reality TV programming, which, as Shaffner reminded those in attendance, echoes the early days of TV, which was dominated by wrestling, boxing and talent competitions. TV is experiencing a tremendous business model change and the panel reflected the current state of the industry as a work in progress, ripe for new opportunity.

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Screen Shots

Fast & FuriousBuckle up for an exciting, action-packed joyride in the refreshingly linear Fast and Furious. Having never seen any of the original trio in the series, I thought this car chase picture would be another mindless assault and, I must say, it works well for what it is: a straightforward, politically incorrect B-movie-a Western with cars instead of horses. Though the Demolition Derby formula is still gears, guns, and thugs-with girl-on-girl action tossed in-Fast and Furious is fueled by the brains and brawn male leads, unshaven Paul Walker (Eight Below) and Vin Diesel, two rivals that team to defeat Mexican druglords.

Hannah MontanaHannah Montana: The Movie is my introduction to the Disney Channel’s popular character, a high school student who doubles as a pop superstar (Miley Cyrus). The movie plays out the identity crisis of wanting to be a tomboy and play dress-up. A country/city contrast kicks in with a climax that borrows from Mrs. Doubtfire, but it gets off to a rough start, is too long and is packed with folksy bromides. A country/hip-hop number tries too hard, though the music is accessible and enjoyable, and Miley in her skin-tight cutoffs is definitely growing up. There’s a hardworking farm-boy, real and screen dad Billy Ray Cyrus, who drags things to a crawl whenever he’s on screen and cannot act, and an anti-capitalist subplot that feels like it was approved by the Sierra Club-a developer proposes to build the best-looking mall in Miley’s economically troubled Tennessee town and Miley’s anti-progress grandmother runs him out of town (but she loves to go shopping). Hannah Montana is at its best when Hannah’s singing about keeping it real.

17 AgainAnother Disney star, Zac Efron (High School Musical), stars in this weekend’s 17 Again, which is part Back to the Future, part Big-and all mixed up. This movie isn’t awful; it just doesn’t have anything interesting to say. When 40ish dad Mike (Matthew Perry) is magically sent back to live in his 17-year-old body (Efron), there’s no point beyond controlling his kids-pressuring his son to play sports like he did, using an obnoxious horn-and speechifying that the purpose of sex is procreation. Of course, with Hollywood all but kneeling before the religionists, when a high school girl’s in trouble, abortion is never an option (it features the underhandedly anti-abortion picture Knocked Up‘s Leslie Mann). The funniest thing about 17 Again is his best friend’s (Tyler Steelman) nerdy courtship of the high school principal (Melora Hardin), which is predictable but entertaining. Efron safely carries the diversionary picture, and, while he doesn’t hurt his career in his first leading feature role, he doesn’t break out of High School Musical mode, either.

State of PlayAnother weekend opener, State of Play, starring Russell Crowe (Cinderella Man), Ben Affleck (Hollywoodland) and Rachel McAdams (The Notebook), is also mixed. Like most of today’s so-called thrillers, it’s slow-moving, convoluted and equipped with a random twist. With Mr. Crowe as a crusty print journalist-as good as ever-McAdams as an ambitious blogger, and Affleck as a congressman, State of Play chugs along like a late-night cable movie (it’s based on a British television program). Affleck is terrible, huffing and puffing and clenching his jaw like the whole world is at stake in every scene. Mr. Crowe does what he does, though he’s downsized to an Obama campaign slogan. McAdams is fine as the innocent. The picture’s anti-business theme that profit is immoral is expressed in lines like one Affleck spews that they’re “trying to privatize the Department of Homeland Security!!!” (a real patriot knows that there shouldn’t be such a department in the first place). The best line comes from an unabashed profit-seeker in the form of Helen Mirren as a biting newspaperwoman. Responding to pleading reporters on deadline, she deadpans what former newspaper readers figured out a long time ago: “I do not give a s— about the rest of the story.” Halfway through this static mystery, which includes Jason Bateman as the conspiracy’s weakest link, neither will you.

Movie Review: The Dark Knight

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Like the title, The Dark Knight, featuring Bob Kane’s DC Comics character, Batman, reflects man’s capacity for malevolence. As it is stated in the picture, one must either “die a hero—or live long enough to … become the villain.” In other words, man is doomed. Director Chris Nolan, who co-wrote the script, displays the seriousness with which he delivered the superior 2005 adaptation, Batman Begins.

The plot is less purposeful this time. Opening with a tense, violent bank robbery by men wearing masks—The Dark Knight’s leitmotif—leading into Batman’s secret world (including that of his true identity, playboy Bruce Wayne) and closing with multiple climaxes that exhaust more than they excite, the sequel succumbs to its own theme. Nihilism dramatized—and it certainly is here—is vacant.

The cast fills in the blanks. As a paranoid schizophrenic known as the Joker, the late Heath Ledger (Brokeback Mountain) is strong and understated, playing the arch-villain as a greasy-haired slug and tapping the nihilist to a tee. As legal eagle Rachel—Batman’s true love—Maggie Gyllenhaal is better than mousy Katie Holmes was in the original and almost everyone else—Morgan Freeman, Michael Caine, Gary Oldman—is fine.

Christian Bale as Wayne/Batman is also good, though his role is reduced to a series of extended appearances. The Dark Knight cycles through three story arcs; anarchist Joker’s menace to Gotham City, Batman’s vengeful response, and the emergence of a new voice for law and order in the metropolis, Harvey Dent (Aaron Eckhart), a man of honor who’s in love with Rachel. Each of them is deeply flawed.

When Gotham’s criminals—a mix of mafia, gangs, and communist Chinese—mingle with the Joker, the city is in chaos. Restoring civilization falls to Batman, cop Gordon (Mr. Oldman) and lawyer Dent (Mr. Eckhart). Amid looming shadows and toe-tingling overhead photography set to a low drone—and a singular silence like something out of an awful nightmare—Mr. Nolan submits a suspenseful, cinematic battle among streets and skyscrapers.

But this incarnation is lacking in the Batman. Bale’s protagonist is decidedly darker from the start, with a deeper voice that sounds like an inaudible growl, and his hard-fought heroism in the first picture dissipates in the first few frames. He is essentially an afterthought to the Joker and Harvey Dent, whose trajectory takes a tragic turn. The gloom extends to a pair of innocent-looking children, who erupt with glee at the sight of deadly destruction.

Life is hell, itself a Hollywood cliché, and this notion undermines The Dark Knight’s later stabs at redemption, when two ferries filled with citizens and convicts are forced to choose whether to sink or swim. None of this makes much sense, even taken on its own terms—not Batman’s butler, Alfred, suddenly turning computer literate, not manic Joker creating elaborate plans, not the widespread police corruption coupled with Batman’s carte blanche use of police databases. A supersonic software application is downright dubious.

There is a degree of logistical plausibility, as one act of anarchy swerves into another—given the circumstances of Mr. Ledger’s death, what one sees on screen is definitely disturbing—and The Dark Knight delivers on the promise to reduce the larger-than-life hero to a puny anti-hero. But watching freaks go ballistic for two and a half hours is a numbing experience—one that is barely worth the cost.

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